When your way of venting is no longer changing your profile picture, updating your status, posting on social media, or confiding in friends, but instead just enjoying the breeze, taking a moment of silence, and habitually waiting for self-healing, then congratulations, you have grown up. I really like this passage: The evening breeze awakens people, and everything is hidden in the heart. I didn't say it was unfair, nor did I complain; I said I understood.